[Blackstar's POV]
"...Your nursery ?" (y/n) furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
I pointed to the carving. "Translates as Dark Star."
She stared down at the carving, before frowning. "...So that means..."
"Yeah." I sighed. "...Grim's not my father. Well, I didn't like skulls, anyway. I liked stars more. And I was different from them... Let's just say I've been thinking of it by then."
"...But that also means---"
"Tsubaki is my sister. I'm born in Aster." I sighed as I sat down on the bed, which was technically my bed... Yeesh.
"That's one problem aside." I looked up at (y/n), but she was still staring at the carving. "...You didn't even meet your true family."
There was silence. But then, I managed to chuckle. "Come on, (y/n). I met them. This room is proof I did. I just wasn't in the age to remember."
"The least I can do for you is to say Tsubaki was a great person." She said with a new expression on her face. She seemed more affected than I am... Yeesh.
"She was the greatest friend I ever had. The kindest heart that ever existed. You might be a jackass at times, but you have just the same kindness as she had."
...I didn't see that coming. But I showed her a smile. "Thank you."
(y/n) returned that smile. Then, she sat next to me, and gave me the stuff she was carrying. "I knew Tsubaki liked stationary. There's a whole shelf filled with hand-written diaries ! Each row was equal to a year..."
"...How many were there ?"
"Six."
"So she was six years old..." I sighed, and took the photo album. (y/n) sighed. "Go on. If you start crying, it's okay."
"I don't cry, (y/n)." I grinned, and opened the book.
A family picture.
There was a beautiful woman with black hair---resembling the ones from the younger girl below. The man had blue hair... Just like mine. Although Tsubaki got his eyes... Judging my mother's, I think I got hers.
I wasn't in the photo.
"I've read the latest I found." (y/n) said, handing me a notebook filled with flowers. "That's the unfinished one. The last entry was about the family packing. Tsubaki would've been clueless that time, but I think..."
She stared at me with a sigh. I got the message. "That's the day the family had to run and leave."
"Well," I took one last stare at the family picture. Then, I decided to take it. I flipped a few more pages, seeing pictures of birthday parties and weddings... I decided to take individual pictures of them, before standing up.
"No time to waste, now. We now know I'm from Astra... But there's still mysteries. How I ended up in Eine, how this family know Einean. How we did. And lastly..."
(y/n) stood, and walked to the door. "We need to find out who caused this kingdom's end."
We spent the rest of those few minutes reading and looking for stuff in my room. Me ? I decided to take one of the stars from the crib as my memory of childhood. It was cute, and small. I can keep it with me anywhere I go.
In the king and queen's room, there were lots of pictures and documents... I was the first to see this paper pile of 'wanted' pictures.
Drawings of a man under a hood. He had a very familiar smile, and below the drawing said "Red hair, rose tattoo at the back of the neck, goes by the name "Night"."
...Fleitte.
I made a sigh. Why am I not surprised ? I saw this coming... I was suspicious since I saw that rose behind his neck. And I heard him back in the forest.
...Should I let (y/n) know, though ?
She trusts Fleitte. I'm sure she won't believe me right away. That'd spark a fight, and believe me, I've read enough comic books to know when tragic shit would come.
But still... How could he ? Plus, it doesn't make sense. Fleitte still looks like a teenager, the same as our age, almost. If he'd been a fugitive back then, which was like, technically 19 years or more ago... Shouldn't he be in his late-thirties now ?
"Blackstar, look..." (y/n) said, making me turn towards her direction. The window was behind her, and light illuminated through it. Somehow, it managed to make her look more... Brighter.
I swear, heart, stop doing jumping jacks.
"What ?" I finally managed to say, crumpling the paper of Fleitte and shoving it in my pocket.
"I just found a few more entries... Diary entries." (y/n) said, turning to me with a frown. "...They know Night, too... In here, it said the name of the murderer is Night... And he's---"
"The one who gave you your curse." I mumbled, and somehow the crumpled paper felt a bit too heavy...
"...He's so cruel." She mumbled, staring down at the journal. I decided to watch.
"He killed a kingdom of people, all on his own... He gave me a curse. He's the reason you never got to actually meet your family..." She said, and I noticed how her hand balled up to a fist.
Her voice cracked.
"All one man..."
At a mental count of three, tears sprang out from her eyes. But she was still glaring down at the journal. "I'll make him pay, whoever he is..." Then, she rose her head, and stared at me all of the sudden.
...Even in tears, she still was beautiful.
"How about a deal," I said, deciding to let myself walk next to her. "Once we find out who he is, we'll get revenge. Together."
"No need for a deal." She quickly stated, wiping off the tears she had. "That's exactly what we're going to do."
I made a laugh. "That guy's screwed. Let's make sure he pays, okay ?"
"Okay." She mumbled, grinning slightly.
"We should go to the next room, now." I changed the topic, and took her hand. If I didn't, I'm afraid I would've done something stupid... Like, I don't know, lash out in modern english how I've fallen for a princess ?
Fuck no.
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Hi ! So...I don't really know how I'd put this in the story, so why not just.. Not put it there ? XDD
i'm sure people would wonder how the fuck all the sister shit with Tsubaki happened. Don't worry, you'll find out soon >:D But here's a family thing I made. Muehehehehe~~
So... Yeah. That's it. Byeee~~~
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